Saturday 22nd The Ancestral Trail

Saturday 22nd The Ancestral Trail
We are staying at Cambourne which is about 5 or 6 miles away from Redruth.
Redruth is the town from which both Glen's Great Grandparents and my Great Grandparents emigrated to Australia in the Mid 1800's.
Our first stop this morning was to the historical records place in Redruth to see if we could find an address where my relatives may have lived. We weren't able to find any more information than we already knew, despite the help of the very helpful staff there.
We already knew the address where Glen's Great Grandfather, Sampson George, lived so we went there to have a look. Taking photos of the place we got talking to the current owner and she invited us in for a cuppa which we accepted, and had a great chat with her and her partner. They seemed as  happy as we were to exchange information.
Had a Pasty in Redruth for lunch
We then headed down the Lizard peninsular to Mullion, where Richard Thomas, my Great Grandfather was born in 1841. I had the name of a farm where the family probably lived and when we found it got talking to the current farmer. Most of the buildings on the property were built around 1900  although there were older outbuildings which indicated there may have been other buildings there before then.The farmer knew of Thomases that had been in the area he couldn't provide any information, but was friendly.
We continued down to Mullion Cove which faces the English Channel and watched the sea breaking over the sea wall.
We continued down the peninsular to Lizard Point which is the most southerly part of the UK and we really felt the full force of the weather. The wind had been blowing all day but was especially strong there.
It was a very interesting day and one of the reasons for doing this trip. It was interesting to see the area that our ancestors left. Although it is beautiful country, rolling green hill, fields with hedgerow borders, sheep and cattle grazing. also saw a family of foxes on the distant hill when we were talking to the farmer. You could imagine that life was difficult for them and how brave they were to seek a new life in a new country.
Dinner tonight was in a local pub called Tyacks which is also a familiar name in Bendigo. We see place and shop names with which we are familiar in Bendigo due to their Cornish origin. Almost a feeling of old home - a bit weird really.